The Mirror

I look in the mirror and what do I see,
so many faces staring back at me.

The lost little girl who silently cries,
who has been hurt by so many lies.

The Woman who holds her head high,
smiling as the world goes by.

The bent old Dame who is tired and worn,
between these three I am torn.

But if I look deeper I see many more,
hiding in silence behind a locked door.

The submissive who wants to surrender all,
and the Confident one who always stands tall.

Miss Broken Hearted who smiles through the pain,
and the Miss who doesn't want to be hurt again.

Feisty Risk Taker who must push the mark,
and the lost little girl alone in the dark

And no matter how hard I might try
I cannot figure out which one am I

When I look deep all these People I see,
So please can you tell me which one is Me?

By: Michelle 10-07-00